Table Decor

Round tables look empty until you stop trying to fill them and start layering them, which I figured out roughly three weeks before my own reception.

I printed thirteen table numbers at a copy shop on a Tuesday and learned more about cardstock than I ever wanted to.

I tried to make our tables look calm and accidentally made them look empty, twice, before I figured out what actually holds a minimal table together.

The meal indicator on our place cards saved our caterer from guessing, and saved me from a vegetarian aunt eating a steak she did not order.

I wanted my tables to look like someone wandered out back and grabbed a fistful of whatever was blooming, which is harder to fake than it sounds.

I tried decorating eleven tables on a Saturday with almost nothing on them, and the photos came out better than the year I bought too much.

Most of my rustic table came from a copy shop, a roll of twine, and a backyard nobody told the bees about.

Escort cards are the one tiny thing that decides whether your guests wander around looking lost or just sit down, and I have done both versions.

Menu cards were the one thing I almost skipped, and the one thing three people asked me about after.

Seven table numbers I either used or handed a friend after she texted me a photo of guests circling the room looking lost.